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  • 01 - Simoof - The Aftermath : a story of space battles,

    2 25.00%
  • 02 - JetsonRING - Aaaaaargh, Fuuuuuuuuh!

    2 25.00%
  • 03 - Fletchmo - Take a dump Quickly!

    2 25.00%
  • 04 - Frank - Dutch Courage

    3 37.50%
  • 05 - Fantastic Books - Hunkahunka burning Coo

    2 25.00%
  • 06 - RoyalHankey - 100 Ways to Kill Simoof by.

    1 12.50%
  • 07 - Listeri69 - I spy with my little eye for 50 points

    1 12.50%
  • 08 - Cmdr pseudonym - it was on a starry night...

    1 12.50%
  • 09 - Galactic Midden - Oh, The Aggressor Outside is Frightful

    2 25.00%
  • 10 - Alien - A Faiytale Of Alien Winning ... pity

    2 25.00%
  • 11 - Phong - Old chestnuts boasting of an open fire...

    2 25.00%
  • 12 - Edith the Hutt - Starfish Icarus

    4 50.00%
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Thread: Drabble Short Story Contest #231: That Burning Sensation

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    Drabble Short Story Contest #231: That Burning Sensation




    Well done Sneevus. Your choice for this week was

    That Burning Sensation

    Psykokow hosts the Abraka-Drabble live reading show and "comedy" hour (usually at 7pm BST but maybe not this week), Fridays on...
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    and will also be uploaded to his You-tube channel & anywhere else he can inflict the world with our drabblings!

    Come back on Sunday night to see how well your Drabble has done. At least come back before Monday 15:00 to check if you're the one that has to provide us with a topic.

    Please vote. Everyone is welcome to vote.
    And a plea to all of the contestants, Don't vote for yourself.
    Anyone caught voting for themselves will be burned






    01 - Simoof - The Aftermath : a story of space battles, curries, and a flappy tongue.

    Even his farts burned. Why had he gone to Volcanos again?
    Medicated wipes, nitrogen blasts. Creams and Balms And Lotions galore. Nothing was helping and he was starting to consider surgery. Just cut the a$s off.
    Cmdr Markey remembered his last wife speaking that exact sentence to her lawyers.
    One last thing to try - the tongue of Midden. It was rumoured Middens tongue had been so eroded by all the glass it had licked that it was now the smoothest surface in the galaxy.
    "So does it grow back? Markey asked confused
    "Oh we don't remove it."
    "Dinner-time" thought Midden.





    02 - JetsonRING - Aaaaaargh, Fuuuuuuuuh! (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7KNQFGU1qj0)

    CMDR Zoloft sweated as he attempted to void his bladder. He managed a few pitiful drops before the agony kicked in, as if he were pissing fiberglass and Tabasco sauce.
    He didn’t wonder at the origin of the burning he was experiencing “down there”, he well remembered the source. He groaned as the radio played that music yet again:

    “Hey there swingin' bachelors!
    Are you tired of the steady drip,
    drip, drip of Gonorrhea?
    Then Peter Rooter's just what you need!

    Peter Rooter, that's the name,
    You just flush your troubles
    Down the drain.
    Rotten Peter, rotten Peter, rotten Peter.”





    03 - Fletchmo - Take a dump – Quickly!

    Wossat smell?

    S’not me!

    Well – S’not me – For sure!

    You sure it ain’t you?

    Yeah - S’not me – It’s yer Mum!

    Yeah… It does smell a bit like ‘er…. Oi! Wot d’ya mean – My Mum!

    Heh heh heh – Jus’ kiddin’ mate! Anyways, it’s getting stronger.

    Wossat smoke comin’ out dat panel?

    Oh sheeeet! We’re too close to that star, the fuel scoop’s meltin’… Quick – dump a heatsink while I get us outta here!

    ("KLUNK")

    Dunnit… Whew - That was close!

    Yeah, but it still smells like Simoof’s armpits in here… Where’s the air freshener?





    04 - Frank - Dutch Courage

    I felt the smooth glass straw on my lips. I sipped, feeling the warmth of the Janx Spirit spread down my throat and throughout my chest.

    The massive docking slot in front of me filled my canopy. It was glowing red from the heat inside the station. I needed that drink to steady my nerves. I could hear the survivors screaming for help over the comms. I prepared another drink.

    I wasn't procrastinating, but I thought I'd better check how many refugees I'd rescued so far, just to know.

    The computer replied "Five hundred and eighty three... and a half."





    05 - Fantastic Books - Hunkahunka burning Coo

    Screams from the station's structure as the Thargoid attack struck the main reactor.

    'We're fecked! Who in their right minds would rescue anyone from this?'

    Midden sobbed, grabbed his knees and started gently rocking.

    'He said he'd be back by now... wait... who's that?'

    A Type-9, resplendent in black and white, punched through the rack and started the slow turn to the docking bay.

    'KOW!' Squealed Midden over comms, unable to contain his excitement, 'I knew you'd come!'

    'Go left ya ! Come ON you fecking hunk of junk. No no no nononono-'

    Hull integrity critical. Eject. Eject. Eject.

    <Boom>





    06 - RoyalHankey - 100 Ways to Kill Simoof by.

    Knife, Sword, Rope, Acid, Shark, Hippo, Guillotine, Garrotting, Injection.
    Burning, Falling, Lazering, Electrocution, Beheading, Shooting. Gassing.
    Bleeding, Slashing, Whipping, Flogging, Crushing, Crucifixion, Explosion.
    Disembowelment, Dismemberment, Gibbeting, Immurement, Impalement.
    Keelhauling, Poisoning, Pendulum, Sawing, Scaphism, Smothering, Axing.
    Starvation, Dehydration, Stoning, Strangulation, Suffocation, Decapitation‎.
    Bestiarii, Fustuarium, Marooning, Mazzatello, Genickschussanlage, Hanging.
    Drowning, Ishikozume, Keelhauling, Train, Plane, Ship, Car, Lorry, Self-destruct.
    Jumping, Flattening, Mother-in-Law. Crocidiles, Aligators, Tigers, Lions.
    Gladiators. Leopards, Overdosing, Choking. Furdered, Screwged, SRV.
    Missile, Bomb, Grenade, Adultery, Freeze, Boiling, Fansicle, Jablowni.
    Smoked, Smoked, Spyanide, Killdo, Rack, Shafted, Lesbocution, Dumbrella.
    Torture, Chainsaw, Eaten, Murder, Lynching, HIV, Piranhas, Skinned.
    Hypothermia, Dysentery, Rabies, Smallpox, Syphilis, Haircuts.





    07 - Listeri69 - I spy with my little eye for 50 points...A Donkeys yawn!

    'And the burning sensation? How long have you had that then Mr Simoof?
    'Ever since I came off that ship, you know; the one I can't fit in'
    'And this is every hole?'
    'Yes, it even shot out my left nostril the other day'
    Dr Essessesses pulled out a weighy tomb inscribed with the words ' Ye olde anciente 1001 sicknessese'
    'is it good news doctor?'
    'well remember them I spy lakon books you had as a kid and you ticked off when you've found them?'
    'yeah'
    'well i've just scribbled something for you on the front cover'
    'A prescription?'
    'No...Completed.'





    08 - Cmdr pseudonym - it was on a starry night...

    Cmdr Skiprat wasn't bothered with the long fuel scoop delay.
    Sure it was hot but he'd suffered from burning sensations ever since that visit from Uncle Jimmy and Auntie Rolf.
    Coincidentally the same date as his first Tuna Melt.
    He could see most of the other passengers sweating exactly like he himself would in a playground,
    as he himself began to wonder about the length of this quick pit stop.
    a message came over the tannoy 5 mins till refiling is completed Skiprat stood proud he knew his moment had come.
    Time to cover the passengers in Dongkum thermal paste..





    09 - Galactic Midden - Oh, The Aggressor Outside is Frightful, But The Fire is so Delightful...

    As skilled translator, Kow'd been begged to calm tensions before Thargoid peace talks.

    He stood.

    "We're Human, you're Goid, Me massive, Haemorrhoid
    Moof's horrific, and limp biscuit, you pistachio!

    Edmund Mahon, Type-9 coming, fumigator, you'll be running
    New career, old career, Oracle's aglow

    Patreus, Hudson, Li Yong-Rui, Elton John
    Hankey, King snake eye, he's The Greatest In The Sky

    Mycoid Virus, Vaccine, Simoof slept with your queen
    Inra bases, Aegis places, sayonara goodbye

    We didn't start the fire
    The docking bays burning, stupid Goids returning
    We didn't start the fire
    No, we didn't light it, but we'll bloody fight it!"





    10 - Alien - A Faiytale Of Alien Winning ... pity

    It was Yuletube eve, Kow
    In cubicle three
    Frank, he said to me, buy me another one
    And then he sang a song
    Of Braben's old dream
    I scratched my Asp
    And wrote this drabble anyway.

    I Got an idea
    Came to me in a dream
    I've got a vote
    Or with Hankey, maybe two
    So happy Yuletube
    And vote for me
    I'll write a better drabble
    With another vote or two

    (blah-blah-blah ... skip to the chorus)

    Simoof and Winnard are winning
    Let's not have Midden win again
    So remember to get your votes out
    And make Alien great again





    11 - Phong - Old chestnuts boasting of an open fire...

    The incessant wailing of emergency sirens clashed with the warning sounds coming from his distressed and rapidly overloading systems panel.Orange bands of light flickered through the smoke and dust as the ship bucked and twisted beneath him,and he hastily juggled the braking thruster,praying that his exposed landing gear had survived the blast that came from below as a pressure seal gave on a refuelling tank and an expanding cloud of debris rattled against the hardened hull,adding to the cacophony.Landing clumsily,the evacuees scrambled aboard,wild eyed,and dishevelled and he prepared to run the gauntlet again.




    11 - Edith The Hutt - Starfish Icarus

    The g-Class blazed through my canopy filters making the holo-displays hard to read. I waited a few serene moments, powerless as the Thargoid scanned my ship. Then... nothing.

    The alien marauder was discoloured and slightly askew. I saw my escape plan and plunged head-first into the corona.

    Sparks flew across the cockpit as my heat-sinks failed, heat-management systems dumped unwanted energy into low priority systems to keep the ship alive. I spun and looked at my pursuer: brown and withered, scales flaking from its hull as it died.

    "So," I mused, spinning up the hyperdrive, "Thargoids cook faster than Cobras."



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    Thanks for joining me last night (Except the splitter formerly known as 'Frank'),

    Video is uploading and I will be working on the audio now.



    Audio will be up on itunes or direct here

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    No I didn't, honest!
    I ran outta gas!
    I hadda flat tyre!
    I didn't have money for cab fare!
    My tux didn't come back from the cleaners!
    An old friend came in from outta town!
    Someone stole my car!
    There was an earthquake!
    A terrible flood!
    Locusts!
    IT WASN'T MY FAULT, I SWEAR TO GOD!

  4. #4
    Originally Posted by Frank View Post (Source)
    No I didn't, honest!
    I ran outta gas!
    I hadda flat tyre!
    I didn't have money for cab fare!
    My tux didn't come back from the cleaners!
    An old friend came in from outta town!
    Someone stole my car!
    There was an earthquake!
    A terrible flood!
    Locusts!
    IT WASN'T MY FAULT, I SWEAR TO GOD!
    Ouch.

    I'm just bored out of my skull in Yorkshire with bad internet.

    Good luck with the earthquake

  5. #5
    Originally Posted by Frank View Post (Source)
    No I didn't, honest!
    I ran outta gas!
    I hadda flat tyre!
    I didn't have money for cab fare!
    My tux didn't come back from the cleaners!
    An old friend came in from outta town!
    Someone stole my car!
    There was an earthquake!
    A terrible flood!
    Locusts!
    IT WASN'T MY FAULT, I SWEAR TO GOD!
    I blame TJ

  6. #6
    Originally Posted by Edith_The_Hutt View Post (Source)
    Ouch.

    I'm just bored out of my skull in Yorkshire with bad internet.

    Good luck with the earthquake
    Yes! That's it.

    That's what happened. My internet gave out.

  7. #7
    Well, Merry Christmas one and all. I'm about to head to bed and wait for Santa.

    I choose the following topic for this week: New Year's Resolutions

  8. #8
    Well done Edith,and a merry christmas to you all.